The Origin of My Depression Uboa

Love is not the origin of my depression
Gender dysphoria is not the origin of my depression
Poverty is not the origin of my depression
I try to grasp it, and every answer fails
You are not the origin of my depression
People ignoring me is not the origin of my depression
Awkward social interactions are not the origin of my depression
You are not the origin

Failing everything is not the origin of my depression
Disappearing is not the origin of my depression
Not eating is not the origin of my depression
But passing out helps, it makes me forget about it
Your white dress, I just don't know what it is
It's nowhere in my room, it's not stolen by a lover
Its not ever, it's not a secret
I try to think of every possible reason why you wouldn't love me
But I don't know, I don't know why I don't love
There is no reason why, it's aleatory

You are the origin of my depression
All the doors are slamming shut
Every sneering face is a parody of you (Every sneering face is a parody of you)
I used to be so confident
Your war crimes, so adorable
I miss your white dress
Every inch of this planet is an inch not of you